She cautiously joined me, wrapped demurely in a beach towel. I turned to tuck our clothing away, and stood, and had my breath taken away.Now, Kathy wa... a churchgoing woman, from a churchgoing family. She dressed modestly. Now, some of my classmates showed up for lectures “dressed to impress”. Given that this was circa 1980, we’re not talking see through tops or anything, but, still, not everybody dressed “office casual”, which might be a good description of Kathy’s typical wardrobe. Watching as Mara and Omar eventually began undressing, and kissed as they did, and ended up on the hotel room bed, I felt a strange sort of wonderment, and there was along with that a feeling of uncertainty, as well. It was those two aspects, as they interacted with each other, that created my own erotic reactions; and though I remained clothed, I had an erection for the entire time Omar was with us; but I did not undress. I didn't want to interrupt the chemistry that was going between Mara and. Martin was theenemy, and he had no intention of sleeping with the enemy, no matter howattractive.Trevor washed himself as best he could without soap. Nevertheless the rompin the cool stream was very refreshing, and he hated to come out. After heemerged, he realized that he had no towel so he laid himself down on thegrass and let the sun dry his body. Martin just sat with his rifle pointedat his hostage. He was strangely quiet."Next time can we bring soap and towels?" Trevor asked."Of. " I thought you agreed to it for both us," Sean said. "It sort of pissed me off for a while." Oh, hell no," Adam said. "I helped that one old guy with the wingback chair. Next thing I know, I'm being summoned to help someone else." Same here," Sean said. He chuckled and put his head back on the seat. "We got snookered. I saw you doing it and you saw me doing it and the next thing we know, it's our freaking job." You noticed no one rushed up to tell us what we were doing wasn't necessary, didn't.